Trick Or Treat

[Russ:]
Twin barrel, that's deuce
Dutty brucky, split it in two
Ay, they loving the crew
Man can't say the things that we do
Swing them shots like Shinobi
Fur on my coat, it's Coyote
I don't know them boy but they know me
I got a brand new skin for my old b
Put a sock in it, Mick Foley
We don't tick, call the hotline Roley
Put my life on the line, they owe me
And that shit, man I can't condone, g
Attack upfront like Rashford
Violate gang, as Kraken
Quick retaliation, rapid
Fam, the exit wounds were massive
Pull up and leave shit dirty, worksy
Rip out my mash like Shirley
Got a brownskin ting from Purley
She gets gassed when my hairs all curly
Don't try send, cah you ain't ready
Saw Aiden, he's doing up leggy
Back this wap now everything shelly
Big Russ Russ, she know that already
Light love cah just fuck up her belly
Swing them shanks doing [?]
Gun Lean king, I'm on your girl's telly
How many man been touched, there's too many
Been taking risks
My opps are brucked, don't take the piss
Still grab food on the paigon strip
And I got love for my paigon bitch

[LATTZ:]
Bucking to you, stay fall
Cause I've really been on road
Make big men cramble
Hunt them counters before I can wear man's clothes
Got beef with the L, good luck
You might end up six feet under
I've already got down grown men and I'll happily splash that younger
Back smoked and watch them runoff
Aim up high and double
Take man's food for the sake of my hunger
And pray that I don't serve undercover
Feds tryna bird my team
Nearly had me made me miss my summer
And new to the trap, playing K Trap
And the tarmac's burning rubber
Gyal wanna suck my nuts, but I can't jeet
She's got no bumper
By Lattz
Them shanks been swung, numerous holes in your jumper
TB lean with the gun like Russ
Hit mum and her son
And Dach got bored in the face
Nick lost to a 3 on 1
Bucking to you, stay run
How many man done dash
Knives on waist and none of them spun
We kept case, don't add a K
Or you won't last that long
ZT gang, London Fields, where these drillas from
14 in the front of a handlebar
2 man, just me young
Or it was me and bug
2 black blades, tryna tear that up
Rambo rip through guts
Corn flies, sting like bees
Where they end at, they bite like dogs
2 got dropped, won't satisfy us
So we stay drilling on opps